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vocab_drabblesTitle: Bath Time
Fandom: All Saints Street
Author:elidelio
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Something stinks, and Lynn is not happy.
“What’s that noisome stench?” Lynn practically barged inside.
Neil and Ira stared at each other, then pointed at the culprit in an attempt to shirk the angel's wrath.
Damao, the culprit in question, rolled around the floor oblivious to both the danger and the noxious fumes emanating from his furry wolf body.
“I see,” Lynn narrowed his eyes, “Time for a bath, then.”
Damao froze, ears folded back in fear.
“I trust you two can take care of it.” He shot a pointed glance at Neil and Ira.
It was their turn to freeze, then nod, resigned to their fates.
Fandom: All Saints Street
Author:
elidelioRating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Something stinks, and Lynn is not happy.
“What’s that noisome stench?” Lynn practically barged inside.
Neil and Ira stared at each other, then pointed at the culprit in an attempt to shirk the angel's wrath.
Damao, the culprit in question, rolled around the floor oblivious to both the danger and the noxious fumes emanating from his furry wolf body.
“I see,” Lynn narrowed his eyes, “Time for a bath, then.”
Damao froze, ears folded back in fear.
“I trust you two can take care of it.” He shot a pointed glance at Neil and Ira.
It was their turn to freeze, then nod, resigned to their fates.
